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3 ページ - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
205 ページ - With priest's and warrior's voice between, No portents now our foes' amaze — Forsaken Israel wanders lone; Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But, present, still though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day! Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray.
343 ページ - But Ivanhoe was already at his post, and had closed his visor, and assumed his lance. Bois-Guilbert did the same ; and his esquire remarked, as he clasped his visor, that his face, which had, notwithstanding the variety of emotions by which he had been agitated, continued during the whole morning of an ashy paleness, was now become suddenly very much flushed. The herald, then, seeing each champion in his place, uplifted his voice, repeating thrice — " Faites vos devoirs preux chevaliers...
371 ページ - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
340 ページ - The stranger must first show," said Malvoisin, "that he is good knight, and of honourable lineage. The Temple sendeth not forth her champions against nameless men." " My name," said the Knight, raising his helmet, "is better known, my lineage more pure, Malvoisin, than thine own. I am Wilfred of Ivanhoe." " I will not fight with thee at present," said the Templar, in a changed and hollow voice.
205 ページ - Thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be Thou, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning and a shining light ! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn; No censer round our altar beams, And mute are timbrel, trump, and horn. But Thou hast said : ' The blood of goat, The flesh of rams, I will not prize ; A contrite heart, a humble thought, Are mine accepted sacrifice.
204 ページ - WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her father's God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow.